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Azi Demonica

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The dreamer could see a great throne, and lying across the throne's arms, was a dragon with scales like mirrors, and eyes like glass. The beast was majestic, and quite huge, perhaps forty feet long head to tail, tail curled around itself. On the floor before it, was a broken crown, nearby a cradle lying on its side. The dragon was shaking, as if afraid of something.

He heard something, and turned around. Someone walked through the double doors leading to the throne room, but the silhouette was too blurry to be seen clearly. Flowing through the door were creatures of darkness, swarming the throne room, shrieking and hissing.

He saw that the creatures lunged towards a robed roman, who had hair so long and thick it covered her face. She clutched a baby, and some of the creatures dove at her, and devoured her and her child alive. The dragon continued shaking, and flames started appearing outside the windows of the castle...

09-Mar-2017 04:13:58 - Last edited on 09-Mar-2017 04:14:16 by Azi Demonica

Azi Demonica

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Poca – Prologue

She dreamt, of a mighty castle enshrouded by flames and smoke. She was at the top of the castle, seeing immense walls of flames climbing above the castle walls, incinerating the shadowy beings and defenders on the battlements. The immense flames gradually approached the keep, embracing the edge of the keep in fire. She saw a mighty dragon flying overhead, a great beast with scales like mirrors, a dragon enraged and saddened, emotionally destroyed, in a state of frenzied psychosis. The dragon seemed to be blasting fire down upon everything, destroying the entire city, putting everything on fire...

“I'm sorry.” a little voice chirped, a voice as pretty as it was saddened. The voice came from someone, yet she did not know who it was.

She saw a small figure, standing at the ledge of the keep, arms spread apart, as smoke and fumes flowed through the small figure. The figure seemed to be a royal girl, but her silhouette did not reveal anything else. She did not know why, but she turned and ran, running as everything became slow-motion. She ran, she ran so hard, and tried so hard, running towards the little voice that chirped to her.

“Thank-you. Thank-you so much... for everything. Goodbye.” the same voice continued, and the silhouette beginning to fall backwards as the flames arose passed the keep, and the dream ended as flames flowed through everything...



Poca - Awakening

When the dream ended, Poca remained asleep. She kept dreaming of flames, dreaming of burning, dreaming of the heat, dreaming of smoke, dreaming that she was on fire, and no matter what she did, the flames did not go away. Even when her body burned into bones and charred flesh, she was still alive, somehow... what a fiery nightmare.

09-Mar-2017 05:26:14

Azi Demonica

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“Hey, why are you shaking?” a man with a very deep, grumbling voice asked, “Are you hurt? Here, stand up, let me help you up back on your feet...” the man's voice continued, and Poca felt herself get lifted up, she now standing, yet could not fully get out of her dream just yet.

“There you go. You were dreaming.” the man commented. Poca shook her head, and after some seconds of ringing, she finally awoke. She did not know where she was or what was going on, as everything was still blurry. “Huh, not even last night's storm could wake you up. I heard the prison guards say they were going to retreat. When the besiegers finally capture this fortress, I'm sure they'll set us free.” the man continued.

Poca seemed to be inside a dungeon, the walls and floors covered with cracks, the ceiling dripping water here and there. She saw a small window with iron bars, revealing that it as raining outside, and seemed to be a cloudy sunset. She overheard the sounds of battle echoing outside, hearing creaking wood, and feeling the floor occasionally shake and grumble. Instinctively, she reaches for her blade, but it was nowhere; all her equipment was gone!

“Prisoners are always confiscated of their equipment; your stuff will probably be stored in the armoury.” the man said. Poca looked at him.

The man was a prisoner, not wearing much clothes, just some furs around the waist and lengths crossing his chest. The man looked like:

However, the Orc did not have any weapons or equipment, as he was a prisoner. They overheard a loud noise outside, followed by some shouting and then a massive crash shaking everything, and causing dust to flutter everywhere.

“...Or maybe their catapults will break the fortress, and cause it to crash down on us.” the Orc remarked. “If that happens, I'll kill them!” he warned.

Poca regained her senses. She was locked in a cell with an Orc. Outside the cell was a long hallway, with many other cells. Now what?

09-Mar-2017 05:26:22 - Last edited on 09-Mar-2017 05:26:57 by Azi Demonica

Annie1227
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Poca looked around where she was and realize she was in a prison. All she remembered was traveling in the forest escaping from her life before and make a better life for herself. She doesn't even remember seeing anyone where she was traveling. She felt very confuse and scared from everything what was going on around. She said in a scared,tried,weak voice," I don't think I am hurt. Where am I? What's going on? How long was I here?" Her body felt very weird after that dream. -Dances-

09-Mar-2017 06:08:27 - Last edited on 09-Mar-2017 06:21:20 by Annie1227

Ancient Drew

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Intro

To his right Salvatore heard a boy's voice, terrified and anguished, and turned. He saw a small village in some pine woods that he had seen before, existing somewhere in the back of his mind. Some of the houses had people running outside in terror, being chased by men clad in chainmail armour brandishing swords , or swarms of crossbow bolts shrieking through the night. From one house nearby he heard a blade slicing, and made out blood splattering the windows. The door creaked open and blood oozed out onto the grass.

Sally turned to the source of the horrified voice, a black-haired boy no older than 16 with his back to the ground, pinned down by the boot of a man with a two-handed sword over his shoulders who was yelling, "Hunt them all down! These heretics must be sacrificed!"

The boy was sobbing desperately, his hand reaching out as a girl of around 17 was running out of a house screaming, before her back was peppered by whining bolts. Out of the house came the heavy stomps of another man in chainmail, unsheathing a sword in an almost indecent fashion. The dragon cowered as the blade swooped down, and another woman was tied to a stake as men chanted, "Burn the witch!"

The boy shook as he watched helplessly while the men tied the girl to another stake, piling wood at her feet. "They're innocent!" The boy shouted desperately through his grief, still quivering under the metal boot of their commander which had increased its pressure as he leaned towards the boy, leering through a helmet with stag antlers as tears rolled across the boy's ears and onto the ground. The man growled, "This is what happens to heretics."

The flames from the castle burst forth and pelted the wood at the women's feet as the boy screamed, "NO, STOP!!!" Fire sprouted quickly and covered the women and all the houses.

Then all of a sudden a white light began to engulf everything, emanating from Sally as the fire rose up, coating everything in pure white... Prepare for hell on RuneScape in Naval Cataclysm!

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09-Mar-2017 06:33:52

wolfpack 888

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Analee could hear Auryllac and Buruk but couldn't see them. All she could see was the darkbeast pointing at her father, at her. She heard her father yell out "get to the s-" but it was interrupted. The darkbeast had dove at her father, tackling him to the ground. The cries of her father and people were to much for her to bare. Squeezing her eyes shut, she fought off the vision

Analee reached up at her neck, trying to break free but with no avail. Buruk and Auryllac jumped into action, attacking whatever creature was attacking her. Gasping for air, Analee came to only to see darkbeast appearing around them. Quickly getting to a standing position, she pulled out her biwnandnarrows and gazed around as various parts of the forest began to become darken.

Lifting her bow, she started shooting arrows at the darkbeast, walking quickly behind Auryllac. "We need to get to an open area, where there is a lot of sunlight!" She called out. She didn't know how or why she knew this but she did. There were to many of them to fight off.

Buruk attacked the darkbeast, biting their legs and making them divert their attention to him, giving Analee and Auryllac time shoot an arrow at them.

The fog and darkbeast were growing rapidly. If they didn't get to an open area soon, they would both become lost and swilled by the darkness. Darkbeast were appearing left and right. One appeared right before Analee. Her eyes meet its white eyes. She was so close that she could hear the screaming of souls that were trapped. Before she had a chance to lift up her arrow, it wrapped it's hands around her neck.

Analee felt the life leaving her. "Mine". Slowly her eyes began to close and darkness slowly started to over come her. The sounds of the forest was fading. She could hear Auryllac shouting and then nothing.
--

Auryllac was shotting, just when he heard Buruk let out a growl and cry. Turning, he would see Analee being strangled by the darkbeast and lose cosiouness.

--continued

09-Mar-2017 11:59:17

wolfpack 888

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He quickly jumped into action, aiming at the darkbeast head. The darkbeast shrieked as it was killed. Running over, he picked up Analee, no time to examine her. He had to get to the open area. How did she know this? Why were the darkbeast after her?

Up ahead was a clearing, the rays of the sun could be seen hitting the ground. Darkness was surrounding them. He could feel the darkbeast grabbing at his clothing as he pushed on. With a cry, he jumped forward into the clearing, Causing Analee andHim to both fall and roll across the ground. As the darkbeast walked into the direct sunlight, they vanished into smoke.

09-Mar-2017 12:03:43

Azi Demonica

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Poca – Fortress Dungeons

It seemed that, sometime during Poca's flight through the forest, she ended up being captured and put into a dungeon of a fortress. She must have been caught by military forces out on patrol, who stumbled upon her and other suspicious persons.

“Huh? What?” the Orc barked, turning around to look at the very short semi-elven teenager, then he crossed his arms. “This is Fortress Naamoth, it's currently an elven stronghold, but was at first an Orcish castle; they only kept the Orcic name. Believe it or not, this castle used to belong to one of my ancestors... how ironic that I am now a prisoner of what should belong to me by birthright! But oh well, if I die here, at least I die in honour of my ancestors, I will die trying to retake my ancestral heritage. Oh, and as for you being here, I don't know, I tried another prison escape but was caught, again, they used magic to stun me, then threw me in here. You were in this cell before me, and this is my second day in here, so I'm guessing you were here for at least two days.” the Orc replied.

“So, they do imprison their own kind too, I see...” a woman's voice said, referring to how the elves of this garrison imprisoned Poca, also an elf.

She came from the adjacent cell, a woman wearing a large, loose-fitting robe, the hood having a veil, but the skirt section split in half to serve as trousers. This woman's irises glowed green, and the veins in her eyes glowed red. Her hood had two holes near the top of the sides, of which a pair of horns stuck out form. She had a long tapering tail trailing out from her tailbone, and her fingers ended in claws. She appeared to stand on the forefoot, not wearing any footfall. She was obviously a demonic individual of some sort.

Outside, the echoes of battle intensified to animalistic howling and shrieking, followed by the fortress shaking and crushing some more, more dust falling from the ceiling, and the cracks growing.

09-Mar-2017 21:03:31

Azi Demonica

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“What the hell was that?” the Orc asked, referring to the howling.

“The sounds you are hearing, are the sounds of your inevitable death. My comrades, my fellow Diaboli, are storming this fortress to free me.” the demonic woman said, walking to the window of her cell and raising an arm to gesture to the army outside.

“You better pray they kill you first, because I will literally rip out all your skin, muscles and tendons myself, while you are still alive, I want to see loud you can scream, and how blood you can-” the demonic woman was suddenly cut-off by massive crash; a boulder launched by a catapult struck the cells, and with such force it hurled the woman off her feet, the flying debris and shrapnel killing her instantly, breaking her horns and body.

The impact was so strong the Poca fell over; even the Orc was off his feet with a grunt. The walls broke apart, and the floor cracked open. As the dust and shaking settled, the demonic army outside continued howling. The Orc sat up, shaking his head, dust fluttering off him. Poca also sat up, apparently unharmed, though at either side of her were big chunks of broken masonry that would have crushed her to death if they were an inch closer to her. That was close.

“Why is it that the bad guys always get interrupted by something? The Orc asked, brushing himself off, his muscles dusted but still bulging. “Hey, there's a big crack in the floor, I think we, can jump down it to the lower level, it doesn't look like a long fall.” the Orc continued, and then the other prisoners elsewhere groaned and moaned, but were too weak and sick to do anything, unable to free themselves through the bars. The window of Poca's cell was also destroyed; the Orc just noticed.

“Or, we could climb up through the broken window... so, up or down?” the Orc asked.

09-Mar-2017 21:03:38

Ancient Drew

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GONG.

The dream ended abruptly as Salvatore awoke in a simple wooden bed, his sheets tossed around and halfway off of him. The bell signalled that it was 5 in the afternoon, and Sally shivered as he got up, drenched in sweat but very cold. He looked at the sunset casting an orange and pink glow over the sea and white sand, before a knock on his door gave him a start. A female voice muffled behind the door called out, "Dinner is about to get served, Sally. Wash yourself quick, then head down and get yourself some breakfast."

The night guards for the Holy Order of St. Ambrose always woke up at 5 in the afternoon, having breakfast when the others had dinner. It was a cycle which worked efficiently in protecting the people of Astriki. They took turns, sometimes watching the coast, and sometimes patrolling the town.

Between invasions from pirates, or assortments of dark creatures and magicians, there were times of tranquillity where Astriki was enjoyed by all. The more expensive houses were carved in circular fashions out of white rock, and the common houses each had a variety of little novelties of their own, such as pots shaped like toads, or pentagonal doors made of poplar wood.

Sally rubbed his shoes with violet essence from a bowl in his room, prayed for the protection of the people, put on his robes and looked out of the window for a while, gazing at the sunset again. Then he went down to join the others for breakfast.

Taking a bowl of porridge drizzled with honey and topped with berries, Sally sat at a round table with the other night guards. When they all finished, their captain, the woman who knocked at his door, took out a map of Astriki and drew some arrows and other patterns where everyone was to watch over or patrol, while the rest of the Order finished their dinner and turned in for the night. "Sally, I heard about some more pirate attacks on the Helens. Keep an eye out on the cape, will you?" Prepare for hell on RuneScape in Naval Cataclysm!

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09-Mar-2017 21:38:03

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